“Tell me, Ms. Hills,” My Professor whispered as his lips gently touched the back of my ear and I fought the urge to let out a soft whimper. He grinned at the sound I made, enjoying the torture he’s putting me through. “Does this make you feel thrilled just as I am?” he caressed a hand on my breast through my thin blouse and my lower lips almost bled at how hard I was trying to suppress a moan. “Shut up and just kiss me, sir,” I said, breathless. “With pleasure, baby.” Then we were kissing… inside my elective room with the door closed, as students busily trotted through the halls of the university. ~ My new elective professor caught the eyes of every girl in class. Mr. Zaijian Hewson is good looking, mesmerizing, and most importantly, hot. Everyone is unaware that he has a secret that no one can know about, because it might ruin his reputation… and mine. We share the same secret and I’m always on edge, nervous that someone might know. But, there are no secrets that remain hidden forever. At one point or another, secrets are bound to unravel. I learned this the hard way. After all, falling for my professor wasn’t exactly part of the syllabus.